No verte es mi muerte

No verte es mi muerte,

no sentirte es calvario en llamas,

¿Por qué te fuiste amado?

Dejándome tan sola en este valle inerte,

¿Por qué me dejaste sola con tus hojas secas?

Para mí tú eres la vida, el aire, el sol,

y no verte

es la muerte.

Nada me consuela,

todo perdió el brillo,

¿Dónde están los colores del arcoíris

y las estrellas del cielo?

Amor me tienes en el hades,

¡Tan sola y triste!

Rescátame de este abismo

sumérgete en mis lamentos.

Ven, a mis cielos celestes

tengo mucho amor guardado en mis almenas;

mis rosas han abierto sus pétalos fragantes para ti.

Ven pronto,

que se acaba mi tiempo,

se consumen mis ojos en el tedio.

Los días me miran en monotonía eterna,

mi alma no quiere vivir.

Ven, para que el mundo 

otra vez regale vida y no me 

invite sus colores de muerte.

¡Ven amor,

ven!

*Autora-Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas - Lima -Perú (derechos reservados)

NOT SEEING IS MY DEATH
There is not my death,
not feel, it's a burning ordeal,
Why did you leave loved?
Leaving me so alone in this inert valley,
Why did you leave me alone with your leafless leaves!

For me you are the life, the air, the sun,
And not see you!
It is death itself!
Nothing consoles me in this life,
everything lost the brightness,
Where are the colors of the rainbow?
And the stars of heaven because they escaped?

Love you have me in hades,
So lonely, sad and abandoned,
Rescue me from this deep abyss,
Immerse yourself in my laments!
Come to my rooms!
Get me out of this sense of life,
I am dry bone without meat, without you!

I have a lot of love stored in my battlements;
My roses have opened their petals for you.
Come quickly,
My time is running out
My eyes are consumed in boredom.
I already play the Sheol!

The days look at me in eternal monotony,
My evicted soul, does not want to live.

Without you
Life to serve me?
It does not have the colors of harmony.

You lack your joy, you miss him.
And I die!
I die like a melted candle!

Beloved, come, so that the world
again give me your flowers,
So that he does not invite me to his death delicacies.

Come to my arms of love again,
Come love, come!

* Author-Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas - Lima -Perú (all rights reserved)